Chapter 71

“What’s the matter?”

“Where were you thirteen years ago on March 14th? Did you ever find yourself on Pine Street in Frant

City?”

“I can’t recall.” Sylvía turned her head away, maintaining an icy facade.

It had been ages, how could she possibly remember?

“Alright, I’ll ask you another question.”

Edgar wasn’t fazed, he persisted patiently, “Do you remember a car accident thirteen years ago on March 14th? Three people died on the scene, and only a young boy in the backseat survived. He was rescued by a girl.”

Why was he asking that?

Could that young boy have been him?

Sylvia looked into his probing eyes. Part of her memory was stirred, and she found herself remembering fragmented images.

She did rescue someone that year, but it was pure happenstance.

Sylvia never took it to heart.

What’s more, her visit to Frant city that year was driven by a very important matter concerning the Smith family’s secrets. She had no intention of sharing this with Edgar, nor did she want him to continue his investigation.

It was too risky. Sylvia didn’t want anyone else entangled in it.

“No, I don’t know,” Sylvia answered coldly. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

Edgar instinctively tried to stop her, but her icy gaze made him pull back his outstretched hand.

“Don’t forget your role as the fiance of Nancy, Mr. Fallen. Perhaps you should pay more attention to your bride–to–be.”

Sylvia scoffed at him, unlocked the door, and left.

Just as Sylvia turned her back, she noticed a flicker of disappointment in his eyes.

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It was barely noticeable, a fleeting moment, but she managed to catch it.

What was Edgar disappointed about?

but didn’t dwell on

to her now. He

and stepped out of the

met the hostile gaze of

seething with an

someone to torment Miss Mellis will soon

“Are you done?”

a once–over, her lips curling into a provocative smile. “Then

petite frame, she

her eyes brimming with laughter, and he couldn’t help but retreat

in her stilettos, made a swift

dining room, only the echo of her

“It’s really strange.”

tails of his recent

days since Edgar’s five–day deadline.

like white on rice,

to all the bad press and negative comments, focusing solely on preparing for

the shooting location. It needs

folder next to

it with me. I’ll call you

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gaze didn’t waver from her computer screen, her

to speak up:

glanced at

her a sidelong look and went

Beth was

her laptop, leaned back in her chair, and clarified.

promised to clarify the situation. I’m just waiting to see what kind of song and dance

it?”

“But…”

work. The talent show’s just around the corner, and you’ve got your plate

bit her lip, going

was burning the candle at both

throw away from Angle Group, Nancy was lying on her bed,

days, she’d been monitoring the online mudslinging towards Sylvia, even paying a few keyboard warriors to

criticism of Sylvia drown out the defense

pleased as punch.

a new message popped up, freezing the smile on

Mr. Fallen hasn’t made any major moves these

not sure what his game

hand, he’d been keeping a keen eye on Edgar’s every move.

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